In the third game, Xue Qingshan versus Shaolin Yuanmu.
From the sound of Yuanmu's name, you will definitely think that he is a rugged man with big arms and round waist. But when you see the real person, you will definitely be disappointed. Yuanmu is wearing the robes of an ordinary Shaolin disciple and is as thin as a wire pole.
, can only be described as skinny, with a face full of wrinkles, like a piece of dried pork, with bones wrapped in skin. It would be impossible to tell that he is a young man in his thirties. If he hadn't said it himself,
I am sure others will think that he is an old man in his 70s or 80s who is in his final years.
In addition to being thin, Yuanmu also has another characteristic, that is, his head is surprisingly big, and there are nine ring scars on his shiny bald head, which shows his status as a monk. Many people are speechless.
It was understandable that those lay disciples would come to compete in martial arts, but this Yuanmu was already an out-and-out monk, and he came to join in the fun, and even made it to the top six. This was inevitably a bit despising.
However, Yuanmu didn't seem to have this awareness. At the beginning of the competition, Yuanmu kicked hard with his left foot on the ring. He rose into the sky, flipped over Xue Qingshan's head, and hit Xue Qingshan vertically with his head facing down.
When he came down, a golden stream of light shone faintly on his bright head.
Yuanmu's move is the Shaolin Temple's Iron Head Kung Fu. The Iron Head Kung Fu is a hard skill with strong external force. It is a masculine force and a strong energy within. Once you practice it deeply, your head will be harder than a steel bar. It can be used to fight with others.
An unexpected effect.
Seeing this, Xue Qingshan felt quite solemn and immediately turned around to get out of the way.
Peng.
The iron head of the log hit the diamond ground directly, leaving a big crater.
Looking at the log that fell upside down on the stage with his whole head sunk into the pit, Xue Qingshan couldn't help but rub his head. Doesn't this person's head hurt? You must know that the head is very fragile.
Yuan Mu put his hands on the ground, like pulling out a carrot, and immediately pulled his head out of the pit. Without any pause, he jumped up again and blasted his big head towards Xue Qingshan.
From a distance, the log looks like a huge mallet, being held by an invisible hand and pounding garlic in the ring.
Xue Qingshan kept slapping his palms, hitting the big head of the log one after another.
clang, clang, clang
When the palms of their hands met, Xue Qingshan only felt that he was hitting a piece of fine iron, making a sound of gold and iron. At first, Xue Qingshan still held back, fearing that he might accidentally turn Yuan Mu's head into soy milk, but now
Only then did he realize that the head of the log was so hard that it hurt him from the shock.
"Kinglong has regrets!"
Xue Qingshan quickly took a step back, turned around, and slapped the iron head of the log with both palms.
"jump!"
There was a harsh sound of iron and stone, and the log was sent flying back by the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and stood still ten meters away.
Xue Qingshan's eyes were solemn. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were so fierce that they were slapped on the log without causing any harm to him. If this palm were slapped on an ordinary warrior, Xue Qingshan was confident that he could beat his brains into a bowl.
Soy milk, but this log looked like nothing happened. Xue Qingshan was shocked.
In fact, Yuanmu is aware of his own pain. Now his head is buzzing and he can't even hear the cheers and cheers from the audience. His head is like a ball of paste. However, Yuanmu has a very strong self-esteem, but he wants to
Pretend to be okay.
Xue Qingshan stepped forward and stepped in front of Yuan Mu. He used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, causing waves of dragons to roar. The sharp wind of the palms brought flying debris from the arena to the sky.
"Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm! Ha!"
Yuan Mu shouted loudly and used the Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm, one of the seventy-two unique skills of the Shaolin Temple. Dozens of palm prints appeared on his hands. From a distance, it looked as if he had really grown dozens of arms.
This "Thousand-Hand Tathagata Palm" is one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple. It is an advanced palm technique specially studied by Prajna Hall. However, it is severely lacking. There are only a few moves left, so only disciples like Yuan Mu are qualified to practice it. Legend has it that
The Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm in the Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm can create thousands of palm prints with one strike, but the Yuanmu Palm can only create dozens of palm prints. There is still a long way to go, but its power is still terrifying.
With a bang, the two men groaned at the same time. The ground between them was violently destroyed by the two men, and the diamond slabs exploded piece by piece. The powerful shock wave directly knocked the logs away, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and Thousand Hands
When faced with the Tathagata Palm, of course, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were superior, but there were still a few palm prints on Xue Qingshan's body, sending Xue Qingshan flying into the air. Xue Qingshan did some somersaults in the air and was about to land.
At that moment, he slapped the ground hard with his right hand, jumped up again, and shot towards the log in a dive.
"The flying dragon is in the sky!"
When the person is still there, he slaps it out with one palm.
Just as Yuan Mu stood still, Xue Qingshan attacked from behind. He hurriedly raised his hands to block it, but it was a pity that he could not match the fierceness of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
puff!
Xue Qingshan's "Flying Dragon in the Sky" move directly hit Yuanmu until all his orifices were bleeding. He obviously suffered a lot of internal injuries. Yuanmu spurted out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't bear it anymore and fell to his knees on the stage.
Seeing the miserable state of Yuan Mu, Xue Qingshan also felt a little sorry. In order to win just now, he used ten levels of skill. Unexpectedly, the attack was too heavy. However, this is an arena. Although he said that he would stop at the key points.
But who can tell clearly in the ring, it is normal to hurt and kill people, not to mention that Xue Qingshan himself is not feeling well now, his whole body is almost exhausted, his internal organs are shaking and he has suffered some minor internal injuries.
On the podium.
"Haha, old monk, your disciple didn't give you credit!" Ye Bo smiled happily, very satisfied with his disciple's performance.
Shi Xin doesn't like to argue with others, he just smiles and keeps his mouth shut.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, you old beggar can still laugh. If I were you, I would have committed suicide a long time ago. Look at how proud you are. One of my disciples almost defeated your apprentice. What do you have to be proud of?" Huang Biluo?
Jie smiled.
Ye Bo stopped laughing and turned around to look at Huang Biluo bitterly: "Huh, I always like to laugh, what does it have to do with you, an old monster?"
"It's just good luck. I dare say that your apprentice will never be able to survive ten moves in Xiao'er's hands!" Huang Biluo chuckled, her words very wild.
Ye Bo looked at Huang Xiao next to Huang Biluo, snorted and said nothing.
With the end of Xue Qingshan's battle, the top three have been decided, and Xu Meng's ideal husband will also be chosen among these three.
"Today's battle is over, let's fight again tomorrow!" Huiming said.
"Master, wait a minute!"
Huiming's speech was interrupted. When he turned around, he saw that it was Huang Xiao, the young master of the Ghost Sect.
"What else does Mr. Huang have to do?" Huiming frowned and asked.
Huang Xiao puffed up his chest and said, "Master, why do we have to wait until tomorrow? It's still early today, let's just end it together!" Huang Xiao originally wanted to fight right away.
"This!" Huiming was a little embarrassed, "Master Huang, the three of you have spent a lot of money today, so you should recover and fight again tomorrow!"
"A martial arts competition does not consume internal energy. Besides, even if it consumes internal energy, everyone is spending it. There is nothing unfair in this. If you lose, you can only blame yourself for your low strength! Don't you think so, Brother Chen?" Huang Xiaoxiao
